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Zhou Qing patted his chest and chose to look directly at the gangster with exposed tendons. The building is the landlord's territory, and no one can give orders beyond the landlord.

"You all say it's wrong. Prices are set by the building owner. They can't be restored if they want to. I know that when prices rise, everyone's life will be more difficult, but have you ever thought that only the building can give us normalcy?" In our life, we need the building, not the building needs us.”

Zhou Qing's words were objective and true, but obviously most residents couldn't listen. After spending a few days in the building as normal, they felt that the building should be comparable to the social order before the rainstorm.

The people, led by the gangster, frowned and their eyes were filled with disapproval.

They are serious people who applied for positions in the building and contributed to the construction of the building. Why can't they be guaranteed a normal life?

The gangster had a hot temper and got angry at a moment's notice. He walked over, grabbed Zhou Qing's collar, and lifted up the person who weighed more than 100 kilograms. His thick eyebrows were facing her face, and he had strong bad breath when he opened his mouth.

The smoke made Zhou Qing want to vomit.

"Old woman, don't think that I won't dare to beat you at the door of the landlord's house. Just do as I say later, otherwise you will be unable to eat and walk away."

"Hey! You bad guy, let Aunt Qing go." There were too many people taking the elevator, and Bo Zhiya didn't have time to wait. He ran straight up several flights of stairs, sweating a lot.

Before he could even take a breath, he saw Zhou Qing being held up like a little chicken.

While shouting, he ran over and struggled with the gangster.

"Bo Zhiya, you're here just in time. You and Zhou Qing should go together to persuade the landlord to change the price back quickly, preferably lower than before."

Bo Zhiya: "..."

There are always some weirdos in this world with strange views.

Bo Zhiya's previous attitude towards Wang Mingwan was just hatred, but now he was speechless and contemptuous. Even if he let someone like Wang Mingwan in, he felt that the poster was kind-hearted, yet the other party was shameless and made such an offending request.

Bo Zhiya: "Wang Mingwan, you are really bad. Bo Zhiya has a sharp sword and bad eyes in middle age, so he is so blind."

Angry, Wang Mingwan gritted her teeth and raised her hand. Just when the slap was about to fall, the patrol team received a report and came over.

"Hey, what are you doing with this crowd?" The patrol team was the only one with weapons in the building. They turned around with electric batons, and the intimidation in their eyes made people shudder.

The recruitment of building security and patrol employees is the most stringent. They can fight, have good physical strength, and completely obey Shen Ruoran.

They have all fought with Shen Ruoran more or less, and they have all experienced the powerlessness of being dominated by absolute power, and they are loyal to Shen Ruoran psychologically and physically.

The patrol team members who came happened to know Bo Zhiya and Zhou Qing, and they had to deal with the landlord's "messenger" and the person in charge of the restaurant on weekdays.

Nod to them and look to ask if they need help.

Bo Zhiya looked at Zhou Qing. He had just arrived and was not very sure what was going on here.

Zhou Qing pulled Bo Zhiya closer to the patrol team and described what had just happened.

The supermarket customer who had been standing at the door of 2803 for a long time came forward with a red face and listed most of the salary data and price data, theoretically trying to persuade the famous person next to the poster.

While he was speaking passionately, the walkie-talkie tied to Bo Zhiya's waist beeped.